One yin, one yang, one life, one death, one spiritual root, one everything!

This is the essence of the Six Divine Needles.

Ye Yang listened to Wu Laogui's words and gradually let go of his heart.

Wu Laogui continued: "Remember the original words in Guigu Medical Book carefully and calm down. I let you think carefully. The six magic needles are not as weird as you imagined. As long as you are careful, you can complete them."

"Now, find a place where no one is sitting down, recall carefully, and slowly understand. The six magic needles are in your heart, but you just don't know how to use them!"

Ye Yang closed his eyes.

Wu Laogui's words kept coming to his ears.

"The Xuanyang Art can be used in conjunction with the use of the Six Divine Needles. It can ablate cancer cells. Western medicine actually has this technique, but it is too single."

"What is the focus of acupuncture? Stabilize and accurate. Think about the embroidery needles I asked you to practice before..."

......

This night.

Destined to be unable to sleep.

This night.

Some are happy, some are worried!

Jiangxia Hospital.

Di Chunrong sat back to Jiang Lan's bed, took a deep breath and said to Jiang Lan: "I have called Lingyin just now, and she is on the way back."

"She, did she say something?" Jiang Lan asked weakly.

Di Chunrong shook her head.

After a while, he said, "That girl, I thought she would yell, but I didn't expect that she was very calm and didn't say a word. I looked at it and there was no flight from Jiangcheng tonight, so Lingyin could only take the train

I came back, but it was the next morning when she arrived."

"Lingyin Mom, if you want to hold on, you must let Lingyin meet you for the last time, otherwise this girl will feel guilty for the rest of her life."

Jiang Lan nodded weakly.

She quietly looked at the ceiling in the ward and replied, "I have no prospect in my life. My man died early. I just hope my daughter will live healthy, but I feel a little regretful."

Di Chunrong was a little confused: "Lingyin Mom, I heard that you seem to have a son, right? Why have I never seen him?"

"He was abandoned by me. Now I don't know whether he is dead or alive. I have been looking for him for the rest of my life, but I haven't found him." Jiang Lan shook her head.

"Abandoned?" Di Chunrong didn't know what was happening to Jiang Lan, and it seemed very strange.

"When he was three months old, his father was killed. At that time, the other party wanted to kill him. In desperation, I threw him into a dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain, hoping that someone could adopt him."

"I have never seen him again since."

Listening to Jiang Lan's words, Di Chunrong suddenly realized: "So you have been avoiding the pursuit of enemies over the years, are you?"

Jiang Lan nodded: "My biggest wish is to see my son before he dies. Even if I know he is still alive, I will be satisfied with just one glance."

"But, I can't wait for that day. He probably hates me too, hates me for the rest of his life!"

......

The night continues to sag.

Eight, nine, ten, and eleven.

Jiang Lan told Di Chunrong in a daze about her experience, and time passed by without realizing it.

She kept holding on until her daughter came back.

She saw Ye Fengyun waving to her.

She saw the son she had never met before and was calling her mother.

She seemed to hear it.

But it also seemed like it was just a dream made up by her brain.


Chapter completed!